Night lay heavy.
The secluded alley was pitch-black. Only the entrance of the little Calligraphy and Painting Shop still glowed with dim yellow light, which cast a blurred shadow onto the ground outside.
A young man with a distinctly scholarly air walked slowly toward the Calligraphy and Painting Shop, his impassive expression gradually growing more solemn.
His spiritual awareness could sense nothing. He detected no one inside, yet he could see a figure in the shop. Clearly, the other party's cultivation had already surpassed the mortal realm and reached the level of Immortals and Gods.
Moreover, the pine tree outside the shop... he could tell at a glance that it was a Tree Demon. Its cultivation was only at the first heavenly pass, so it clearly had not been cultivating for long.
Demons could not exist in the mortal world unless Reincarnated Immortals and Gods enlightened them and awakened their intelligence.
In other words, the person inside this Calligraphy and Painting Shop was a Mortal Immortal.
Furthermore, as he approached, the Hidden Dragon Scale on his body grew increasingly warm. Clearly, the Hidden Dragon Pearl was inside this shop, under the protection of its Mortal Immortal.
Judging by the silhouette, that doesn't seem to be Xiao Sui... There's actually a second Mortal Immortal?
The thought flashed through the young man's mind, but his footsteps did not falter. He continued toward the Calligraphy and Painting Shop as though nothing had changed.
Because... there was nothing in the mortal world worth fearing.
Even a Mortal Immortal-even someone at the Great Golden Immortal realm with a perfected Great Way, like Xiao Sui's second primordial spirit-would, at most, be roughly his equal if their magic power was limited to that of an Earthly Immortal.
As for Reincarnated Immortals and Gods of an even higher